The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge of

simply tossed Samuel

that his strength was stronger than 50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite falling

Samuel’s head bled again, and his

he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol team sees it, your sect

but Sandra

and he showed

“Don’t worry about it.

sect

you kill someone will you

enough to be deducted, and

quietly

seems that

being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of

appeared in front of Albert, and he showed his

the slap even arrived, the next palm

falling after one another, giving others

split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to

and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like heaven and

ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately

his eyes

Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows was

his footwork had a sense of indescribable elegance and

the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing,

John’s expressions instantly changed.

agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he

had already attacked,

and continuously let out dozens of palms which

instant, the strength of more than dozens of palms condensed into

Bang!

visible airwaves were

did not manage to

slapped

Sandra that John struck,

It was a phantom!

at this time, he

sect, you’ll already

scalp tingle, and every hair on him was standing on

as he wanted to turn around, John